Does anyone know the tune for Dead Dog Scrumpy? The lyrics are in the DT (by Trvor Crozier) and it's recorded by Iain Mackintosh but I don't know the tune. Please post MIDI if you do! Needed for session in Devon (+lots of scrumpy, no doubt!) this weekend!)

Tattie, Bingo!.......Enjoy Devon, enjoy the Scrumpy, enjoy the song. I'll learn it up for the Sat night sess and give it a blast -- say 9.30? Hope to see you at Leadburn/Auchindinny 17/18/19 Nov, for the (2nd!)Scottish Mudcatters' meet. See new thread on dates for meets. Ain't learnt blickies yet. You got the words for "Drink up tee cider"? I'll post them, if not. Rob

Noj, many thanks - I'll sit down wi' me wee bit of manuscript paper later and do it the old-fashioned way.

Xam, I still have a very worn 45 of "Drink up thee coider" but it will save me slaving over a hot turntable if you post thee words! Hope to make it to the Scottish Mudcatters meeting, I'll bring some scrumpy back from Deb'n, if 'twill keep till then - depends how many dead dogs have been soused in it!

I may call a group Dead Dod Scrumpy if the Irish folk don't want it. Scrumpy? Do they eat scrumpy on Goudge Street? What are you people TALKING about? "T. Eliot, top bard, notes putrid tang emanating, is sad. I'd assign it a name: gnat-dirt upset on drab pot toilet." spelled backwards is the same. I'm gone. (Like the farmer and the 'tater, Plant you now, And dig you later.)

Man this has really worked out for a lot of folks!! Tuenes for all!! Now if...........sure, here we go...............Remember that Dod spelled backwards spells Dod................damn, why me..........aw, just fockit......

Mole - you don't eat scrumpy ( unless there's lots of doggie bits floating in it) Tis a very tasty alcoholic drink made out of coider apples, especially favoured in England's rural areas, e.g.Devon, Zummerzet,but you can't really call it Scrumpy unless it has had the odd dead rat, cat or dog floating in it to enhance the flavour. God, does he really not know what scrumpy is? He hasn't lived, or been too busy making molehills. Jon - had plenty of Scrumpy last weekend and the song went down great!!

Could someone explain to this bewildered YANKEE why they served the Scrumpy warm(eeeww)at Whistlebinkies?? I went back to Strongbow after that! Then I had to come back to Kansas and all we have is this watered-down stuff they call Woodpecker (no comment!)...I'm on the wrong contintent.

Thyme(still pouting, and although she might hear a bit of the Scot'Cat gathering on the mobile, the cider sure won't taste as good!)

Don't worry Max......I mean, far be it from me to take a lame joke and keep hammering it until its so aggravating that people have an urge to kill........Certainly never do anything like that around here as its in very poor taste! So I will do my utmost to show proper decorum and courtesy to all parties on the thread and indeed to the forum at large, who through long past experience know that I never do anything so completely tacky.

No Jon, this was downright warm...room temperature for sure, and since I was in one of the last pubs still open (with a live band still playin)@ 2am, room temp was more on the hot side! I think I am used to colder drinks at home here on the prairie tho... much hotter climate.

I'm feelin' grumpy My pet dog Scrumpy Was killed by the guy next door One day he's playing and jumping around Next day he's splattered all over the ground I hope it was painless When that stupid brainless Shot Scrump' with a .44 I felt so grumpy I buried Scrumpy 'Neath the roses at the house next door

Now the neighbours came from near and far, the parson and the squire, the blacksmith and the carpenter and daft old obediah, now obediah was dancing and the parson played his fife and the squire he filled 3 flagons up for to take home to his wife.

(may not be precise, but Trevs lyrics tend to alter depending on location!)